Column: Shut Up, Alberto

You morally tone-deaf jackass:

Coburn said he ought to quit his job. I can see why Gonzales was so
hurt. Why, it’s just like he spent the past four years walking point in
Fallujah and came home with fewer limbs than he left with. It’s just
like he saw all his friends die in pieces around him. It’s just like he
will spend the rest of his life haunted by the images that passed
before his eyes.

It’s just like he came home in a box covered with a flag, to a
family that will never see his beloved face again. It’s a wonder he can
feed and dress himself each day, it really is. He’s so upset by all
this, he told the Wall Street Journal, that he’s – gasp! – writing a
book about the experience, about how horribly wronged he’s been. Just
so his children – of course it’s about the children – know the truth of
his story. That all those mean people who called their dad names were

Now look, I’m not denying it must have been difficult to sit there
and listen while such luminaries as Coburn and Specter – two of the
biggest tools in the country’s biggest toolbox – said they’d lost
confidence in your job performance. But really, to compare oneself to
the war dead because of a bad day at work is simply rude. Did no one in
his childhood ever recite to Gonzales that line about sticks and

Perhaps one of the tens of thousands of wounded soldiers who are the
living, breathing consequences of his and his president’s actions, the
true casualties of the war on terror, could clue him in, in between
physical therapy sessions, of course.

Perhaps a member of the thousands of families of the dead could give
Gonzales a quick lesson not just in humility, but in the kind of
reality that recognizes there are casualties that come with being
called incompetent in public, and casualties that come with headstones.

The consequences Gonzales has faced during and since his tenure are
those faced by anyone who did a rotten job: criticism, difficulty
finding other employment, people sort of moving away from you when you
sit down in the food court lest you get your stench on them. It’s not
pleasant, sure, but a casualty of war?

If he’s a casualty, Gonzales got off with something less than a scratch.


3 thoughts on “Column: Shut Up, Alberto

  1. “in between physical therapy sessions, of course.” Well, no, not of course. That assumes that treatment has not been denied.

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